A Penny's Worth (The Cephas Bourdon Series) by A.M. Hooper

Author:A.M. Hooper [Hooper, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Prose by Design, LLC
Published: 2013-01-15T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

I awoke to a ticking noise, which somehow seemed comforting compared to the dripping water noise I remembered from last night—was it last night? I slowly opened my eyes, but the light was too bright. I shielded the light from my face and slowly allowed my eyelids to open. The light shone through parted curtains that hung on a window directly in front of the bed on which I lay. Fluffy feather pillows surrounded my aching head. I lay on top of a baby blue comforter, surrounded by four bed posts. Sitting up a little in hope I might assert my location, I noticed a small bedside table that held a tray with a tiny cup of water. I shivered, remembering the last thing that happened before I passed out. I sat up a little taller and looked to the right. Cephas sat in a red, wing backed armchair: it didn't look very comfortable. I concentrated on breathing, so suddenly disrupted was my calm awakening. As much power as his face had had to stop my heart out of admiration, it now had equal power to stop my heart's pounding out of fear. He stood suddenly and walked to the other side of the bed, picking up the glass and dropping a pill into it. He offered it to me and I shook my head.

“Don't worry, it's just aspirin. See?” he showed me the package. I still didn't believe him.

“Fine, don't take it. But it will help with the headache that you're about to feel in three, two—”

“Ow!” I muttered, putting my hand to my throbbing head. I narrowed my eyes at him. Why did he always know so much about everything? It was quite unnerving.

“Where am I?” I finally asked.

“I can't tell you that,” he replied, nonchalantly, as if it wasn't important. I glared at him.

“I'll get you some breakfast,” he stated, standing to walk out of the room.

“Cephas,” I spoke softly as he put his hand on the doorknob. He paused and stared at the floor, then pushed the door open and walked out. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, followed by another, and then another. I began sobbing, crying out all of my fear and hatred. I could feel the salt water burning as it streamed down my cheeks. Everything was so wrong, so different than I had expected. I had wanted to badly to get out of high school and move on to a more exciting, realistic life. Now I wished for a semblance of the easy life I’d had only a month ago—the time when my biggest problem was a boyfriend who liked to get drunk. After a moment I stopped, feeling cold to the situation. Smoothing the water drops off of my cheeks, I scowled at my own emotion. I was much too exhausted to rehash in my mind the details of my emotions from last night.

The door clicked and Cephas walked through the opening. He held out a bowl of cold cereal, but I folded my arms.

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